Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Wandering by Phoebe Wai

I cannot sleep at night so I play qin.
The thin curtain reflects the light moon,
wind breeze me.
A lonely goose shouts in the wild;
a bird cries in the north forest.
What would I see if I go wandering?
Worry and sadness alone.

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Wolf man by Nenya (lost card)

She could hear him howl in the mountains, calling her, always calling her. Slowly she closed her eyes and exhaled. Hearing him broke her heart but she couldn't go to him, not during the full moon.
For a moment, she looked longingly at the mountains but then she turned around and walked into the tent.
The old woman across the fire watched her enter the tent and shook her head. If the young woman would think about what was good for her, she would forget the man who looked like a wolf.
But the old woman had been young once as well and she knew what it felt like to fall in love with a wolf man. If you fell in love with one of them, you could never go back and love another man.
She smiled kindly and knowingly when the young woman looked into her eyes and they sat in silence, listening to the howling of the wolves.

Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Tulips by PostMuse

There are tulips in the garden
There are tulips in the park
But the tulips I like best
Are the two lips in the dark.

Tuesday, 7 July 2015

Once upon a time by Shireya

Once upon a time there was
a man on the moon
The night was bright
and the wolf knew that soon
was the time of the night when
if he wanted to, he'd give a fright
even to the man who went where
a wolf never might
(well, maybe if he was a were)
and that was quite alright.